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ONE, TWO, THREEFrom the old sod to the new landwe came over by the score.we cut the ties said goodbyeand closed the old world door.we settled on your prairiesin your cities and your towns.there's another oatmeal savageevery time you turn around.there's none more Scotsthan the Scots abroad.there's a place in our heartsfor the old sod.there's none more Scotsthan the Scots abroad.there's a place in our heartsfor the old sod.we soon found our own kindformed clubs and social nightsand we practised on each otherjust to keep our accents right.for there's more tartan herethan in all the motherland.we came 5000 milesto the gathering of the clans.there's none more Scotsthan the Scots abroad.there's a place in our heartsfor the old sod.there's none more Scotsthan the Scots abroad.there's a place in our heartsfor the old sYeuTiengAnh.com: Chúng tôi phát hiện truy cập không hợp lệ.Bạn cần đợi 1 minutes 25 seconds nữa mới có thể xem đầy đủ.